[Hank presses the key into Connor’s palm, pulling back to shove his hand in his coat pocket.]
You don’t gotta... I mean, you don’t owe me that, Connor.
[Multiple people have mentioned Etraya’s relative safety between missions, but Hank’s still not buying it. Especially with Connor here.]
I just, y’know — [Hank clears his throat] — worry about you, so I guess just keep me posted. If you’re out late, or if something keeps you — like weirdos fucking up the trolley again.
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[Hank presses the key into Connor’s palm, pulling back to shove his hand in his coat pocket.]
You don’t gotta... I mean, you don’t owe me that, Connor.
[Multiple people have mentioned Etraya’s relative safety between missions, but Hank’s still not buying it. Especially with Connor here.]
I just, y’know — [Hank clears his throat] — worry about you, so I guess just keep me posted. If you’re out late, or if something keeps you — like weirdos fucking up the trolley again.
[Weirdos!!!]